Jewel/Sean Penn is old news. As an avid “People” reader back in the day it was a big part of her narrative when she was starting to break, along with her having lived in her van.

This is the first Emmys for Transparent, you are thinking of the haul they took in at the Golden Globes.

According to his Instagram, Alan is wearing Crocs. . .yeah.

I baste with a pastry brush and lots of butter.

Michael Steele will forever be the living embodiment of the Muppet with the fly is his soup.

If a putting green at the White House is all your are looking for Tom I’m pretty sure Eisenhower already put one in back in the 50s, so we’re good. Trump can go home now.

I didn’t really think it was fake, there’s just something weird about the angle that makes it look that way. I think it’s funny.

True story: Joan Baez held me as a baby on one of those shuttles they have at Dulles airport. So she was my friend first Taylor!

They opened a store in SoHo in the spring (along with another H&M brand COS), as far as I know it’s the only one in the US. They are, IMO, much nicer than H&M. Pricier, but with better quality. COS, in particular, is the stuff of my minimilist, Scandinavian-design loving dreams.

Yup, Fortunoff is still around. They closed some stores a few years ago, but are still kicking.

I started with bourbon. I’ve moved on to finishing an enormous bottle of pinot grigio. I’m very drunk, and yet these morons still don’t make sense. Holding out for the Daily Show.

Can ASkars sing? If so I think we’ve found our next Hedwig!

Just so you know, and stop now if you don’t want movie mysterty ruined, the costume designer admited that they sewed multiple collars into one shirt to keep down bulk.

I’m watching the Real Sports piece about MMA domestic violence. Add this to it and I’m mad at the world right now.

You and me both Adele. I would freak out if I met the Divine Miss M. I would probably tell her jokes back to her. Old jokes, 1970s jokes, cuz that’s how much I love her.

And because I’m a horrible person, my first thoughts were of “Sunset Boulevard.”

Yep!

At Lydia Bastianich’s restaurant Becco they have an antipasto dish with peas, honey, and soft/sweet cheese that is like heaven. It’s basically the thing I would ask for as my last meal. I know it doesn’t sound like much, but it is so good.

Too soon Chi, too soon. 30-odd years later and still too soon.

I’m sure they do, it’s the principal of the thing.